USER ACCOUNT: Xreser
PLAYER: Xreser
His vision was nothing but golden light, the light of creation, the light that gave his lifeless body so new to the world that walking felt strange, breath. A calm voice wispered into his ear, "I go to Morganna...", the remainder of the words so soft and melodic that he completely forgot where he was. All until a women with an upturned nose and an arrogance so thick about her that one could see it drip off if they looked close enough, rose he voice in protest, "Newbies are always blocking my way...tch...don't even know the name Cima" She rambled on for a few moments about how her name was the most widely known name, and that some guys named the Decendents of Fianna were nothing to her power. Xreser toned her out, his blank stare set upon a single grey brick in a nearby building. "Are you still here?", Cima barked harshly, causing Xreser to snap back into existance. He replyed simply, "No? I don't beleive so..", causing the woman to become nothing but reddened anger that stalked away, her spear held tightly in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, Xreser sighed and took a few uneasy steps forward, not realizing he was holding a rather plane looking sword. Its blade was basically a broadsword, nothing special at all about it. In fact, if one saw that, they would merely shrug and shake their head, mumbling about the downsides of being a newbie. As his questioning gaze moved from the blade, it found something more impressive...far more impressive. A golden ring floated above a gray circle of stone, the depths of the ring being a gently icey blue, almost luring Xreser to touch it. In fact, he just might do that.
Just as he reached forward,a golden gauntlet smacked his hand down. Turning those steely eyes towards the intruder, Xreser felt almost breathless. Here, was a man in a gleaming silver breastplate, with matching gauntlets and boots, and long, golden hair, making him almost angelic. Not all of this man was golden though...the area not covered in golden mail on his body was a deep, forest green cloth with a golden hue to it, as was the sash that hung between his legs, and the scarf that covered his mouth and nose from view. The golden hue was created by uncountable gold runes that littered the surface of the cloth...and that was the same for his eyes. Though, the golden tint to the green on those pools seemed more un-natural. Perhaps it was because upon closer inspection that the golden hue inside of his eyes was actually line upon line of binary code.
Moving past the mans appearance, he opened his mouth to speak, but the sight of his "attackers" weapon stopped him. A long shafted, almost ceremonial looking chinese spear with a crecent shaped blade, graced the unworthy blademaster's eyes. The green shaft, gilded with golden metal, was nothing compared to the enchanting blade of gold, with many more runes carved into its surface. The player tapped the golden cap on the end opposite of the blade on the brick walkway, wistling through his teeth as if the newbie's silence had offended him. "Newbies shouldn't be wondering into the Chaos Gate, especially ones as new as you...Xreser". The BladeMaster's questioning gaze of pure confusion caused the polearm wielding man to slide into a mock bow, "Atlas NynE, at your service". Xreser's eyes narrowed, and heat from the embarassment he had just received had to be raising from the back of his neck. "Dan...", he began, but a golden hand covered in metal silenced him. "Atlas NynE I said...", came his friends growling voice, followed by, "Dont ever use my real name here, got that?" Xreser nodded, and backed away slowly, asking as if he expected to be smacked after saying so, "Why not?". Atlas slapped his forehead and motioned for Xreser to follow him.
The trail the LongArm took him on wasn't that long, but it seemed out of the way of most of the town, which seemed to be based around a single river running through the middle. Xreser caught a sign reading, "Mac Anu" a short while ago, but he saw nothing of it again. His eyes seemed mesmorized by the jade trail of vapor Atlas's weapon let off, almost naturally it seemed.
When the pair reached their destination, Xreser spotted another one of those rotating rings that was held off the ground by some unseen force. "You dont use my real name here, because I dont want some morons showing up on my doorstep, asking for a...John Smith." Xreser raised his eyebrow, but allowed Atlas to continue, "Now...that aside, I'm going to take you to a world that wont be easy for you, but wont be so hard that you will die...this way, you will become stronger faster, and won't look like such a newbie" Xreser tried to retort, but Atlas pushed on, "I saw Cima berating you earlier...dont mind that one, she is perhaps one of the most self-centered players around...not to mention she has a serious inferiority complex." Xreser merely nodded in agreement, but Atlas smirked and said cooley, "I'm not saying she couldn't beat your ass around this entire world, because she could...", his friends glare made him laugh for a moment, but he continued on once more as if nothing happened, "But its ok...nothing will happen while I'm with you. Now, lets hurry up, because after this Field I'm going to show you what that disc I gave you is all about."
Placing his armored golden palm into the icey blue depths of the ring, Atlas closed his eyes, mumbling a few random words. When he was done, that golden light burst into Xreser's vision, this time, set off by three golden rings which surrounded him...making him so comfortable, that he closed his eyes, expecting to sleep for eternity.
PLAYER: Xreser
His vision was nothing but golden light, the light of creation, the light that gave his lifeless body so new to the world that walking felt strange, breath. A calm voice wispered into his ear, "I go to Morganna...", the remainder of the words so soft and melodic that he completely forgot where he was. All until a women with an upturned nose and an arrogance so thick about her that one could see it drip off if they looked close enough, rose he voice in protest, "Newbies are always blocking my way...tch...don't even know the name Cima" She rambled on for a few moments about how her name was the most widely known name, and that some guys named the Decendents of Fianna were nothing to her power. Xreser toned her out, his blank stare set upon a single grey brick in a nearby building. "Are you still here?", Cima barked harshly, causing Xreser to snap back into existance. He replyed simply, "No? I don't beleive so..", causing the woman to become nothing but reddened anger that stalked away, her spear held tightly in front of her. Raising an eyebrow, Xreser sighed and took a few uneasy steps forward, not realizing he was holding a rather plane looking sword. Its blade was basically a broadsword, nothing special at all about it. In fact, if one saw that, they would merely shrug and shake their head, mumbling about the downsides of being a newbie. As his questioning gaze moved from the blade, it found something more impressive...far more impressive. A golden ring floated above a gray circle of stone, the depths of the ring being a gently icey blue, almost luring Xreser to touch it. In fact, he just might do that.
Just as he reached forward,a golden gauntlet smacked his hand down. Turning those steely eyes towards the intruder, Xreser felt almost breathless. Here, was a man in a gleaming silver breastplate, with matching gauntlets and boots, and long, golden hair, making him almost angelic. Not all of this man was golden though...the area not covered in golden mail on his body was a deep, forest green cloth with a golden hue to it, as was the sash that hung between his legs, and the scarf that covered his mouth and nose from view. The golden hue was created by uncountable gold runes that littered the surface of the cloth...and that was the same for his eyes. Though, the golden tint to the green on those pools seemed more un-natural. Perhaps it was because upon closer inspection that the golden hue inside of his eyes was actually line upon line of binary code.
Moving past the mans appearance, he opened his mouth to speak, but the sight of his "attackers" weapon stopped him. A long shafted, almost ceremonial looking chinese spear with a crecent shaped blade, graced the unworthy blademaster's eyes. The green shaft, gilded with golden metal, was nothing compared to the enchanting blade of gold, with many more runes carved into its surface. The player tapped the golden cap on the end opposite of the blade on the brick walkway, wistling through his teeth as if the newbie's silence had offended him. "Newbies shouldn't be wondering into the Chaos Gate, especially ones as new as you...Xreser". The BladeMaster's questioning gaze of pure confusion caused the polearm wielding man to slide into a mock bow, "Atlas NynE, at your service". Xreser's eyes narrowed, and heat from the embarassment he had just received had to be raising from the back of his neck. "Dan...", he began, but a golden hand covered in metal silenced him. "Atlas NynE I said...", came his friends growling voice, followed by, "Dont ever use my real name here, got that?" Xreser nodded, and backed away slowly, asking as if he expected to be smacked after saying so, "Why not?". Atlas slapped his forehead and motioned for Xreser to follow him.
The trail the LongArm took him on wasn't that long, but it seemed out of the way of most of the town, which seemed to be based around a single river running through the middle. Xreser caught a sign reading, "Mac Anu" a short while ago, but he saw nothing of it again. His eyes seemed mesmorized by the jade trail of vapor Atlas's weapon let off, almost naturally it seemed.
When the pair reached their destination, Xreser spotted another one of those rotating rings that was held off the ground by some unseen force. "You dont use my real name here, because I dont want some morons showing up on my doorstep, asking for a...John Smith." Xreser raised his eyebrow, but allowed Atlas to continue, "Now...that aside, I'm going to take you to a world that wont be easy for you, but wont be so hard that you will die...this way, you will become stronger faster, and won't look like such a newbie" Xreser tried to retort, but Atlas pushed on, "I saw Cima berating you earlier...dont mind that one, she is perhaps one of the most self-centered players around...not to mention she has a serious inferiority complex." Xreser merely nodded in agreement, but Atlas smirked and said cooley, "I'm not saying she couldn't beat your ass around this entire world, because she could...", his friends glare made him laugh for a moment, but he continued on once more as if nothing happened, "But its ok...nothing will happen while I'm with you. Now, lets hurry up, because after this Field I'm going to show you what that disc I gave you is all about."
Placing his armored golden palm into the icey blue depths of the ring, Atlas closed his eyes, mumbling a few random words. When he was done, that golden light burst into Xreser's vision, this time, set off by three golden rings which surrounded him...making him so comfortable, that he closed his eyes, expecting to sleep for eternity.